Gunshots can be heard in the forest, several resistance fighters were fighting for the freedom of their nation, they traded shots with the invaders that sought to conquer their nation and place it under their tyrannical rule.
"Come on!" A 14 year old boy yells with annoyance as his M14 jammed in the middle of combat.
"Carlos! What the hell are you doing?!" An adult comes running to Carlos while carrying an M1 Garand, laying low so as to not have his head blown off..
"My gun is jammed! Tried smacking it, but the damn casing is still stuck in there!" He complained as he still tried to unjam the gun by smacking the living hell out of it.
The adult snatches Carlos' gun and tries to eject the casing but he couldn't. So he pulled out a swiss army knife then tried to just grab the casing and toss it out, bullets still flew over head as he was doing this, however, another resistance fighter ran past them, he wore a white armband that had "MEDIC" written in black to the side. In the distance, there was a man calling "MEDIC!" along with some other man, who was presumably shot, crying out in pain.
"There! Now go start shooting some of these bastards!" The adult yelled as he tossed the M14 back to Carlos.
He tried to catch it but couldn't and it fell on the ground, as he was about to give thanks to the man, he only saw his body a few feet in front, he got shot at the right side of his skull and now his dead body leans on the tree next to him.
"SHIT! WE ARE GETTING OVERWHELMED, FALL BACK!" A young adult yells over the gunfire, giving out the order to retreat as suddenly a series of loud autocannons fired rapidly on their position.
"Oh shit!" Carlos said as he tripped and fell on the ground.
"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" The invaders can be heard yelling as they are charging, while armored vehicles that fired the autocannons follow behind them, providing support to the enemy.
"Gotta... get up!" Carlos then slowly gets up and runs away from the enemy, falling back. His cap, it wasn't secured tightly, thus it flew off into the wind.
He trips once again, but because of a pebble, since he tripped, his rifle flew out of his hand and onto the ground in front of him. He groaned as crawls to retrieve his rifle, however, the enemy was right up his ass, if he doesn't get going, he'd die, or even worse, get sent to a "rehabilitation" or "labour" camps. So he decides to just book it and just use his M1911 for combat, they should have at least 100 rifles still at their camp, so it should be fine.
"Where the fuck is everybody!?" He panics and just thought 'Is everyone dead?' or ' Did everyone manage to escape?' just before he finds the answer to his question, he got shot in the leg by a 5.8mm round. And so trips a third time, but the only thing different was now, that he's crying in pain and now is bleeding in the leg.
He hides behind a tree, trying to take cover from the hell that surrounds him, however, this wouldn't save him entirely as the tree next to him explodes as an HE from the auto-cannon of the enemy armour hits it, sending large and small wood parts flying everywhere, which also happen to hit him in the leg, arm, and fatally, the chest.
"Well... I suppose that's that." He is bleeding a lot, he's ready to accept his fate and finally ascend if he even meets the requirements. "I hope..." his eyes struggled to keep open. "...they..." a quick flash of his friends, family, and his comrades ran by. "...will be, alright." his eyes closed for the last time or so he thought.
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Waking up in a white space, he is greeted by memories of the past. Picture frames showing his memories, key parts in his life that lead him to be the one he is today. The one fighting against a foreign invader, for the survival of the Republic and, as cliche as it might sound, for his friends.
"Why...? Wait, are those memories of mine?" He said, looking at the many picture frames containing his "key points in life" memories.
"More importantly... am I alive, or dead?" He questioned, analysing his body, looking at his hands, feet, and even slapping himself to confirm if he's indeed alive.
"Man... what the fuck is this? Where is the random-ass voice that speaks to me like in those isekais?" Clearly taking a jab at certain isekai plots and its most common of tropes.
"So... what now? Am I stuck here forever? In this place where I don't even know if it's heaven or not?" He wonders as this "place" clearly has no exit. He still however continues walking along the memory frames until he suddenly...
Drops into a fucking pitch-black void. "OH SHIT! THIS IS NOT WHAT I MEANT BY EXIIIiit!"
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Action[A boy, Carlos, fires off rounds from . Allies and enemies fall as one gets hit by a bullet. Orders were given to fall back, and so he did. However, he fails to escape, coming face-to-face with death's scythe. Transported into another world, a worl...
